Chapter 1288： Quiet mood

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At night, I drank tea and talked freely with this commander.

Although this commander is in his 50s, he is still a young man in front of the nightingale.

"In fact, tea cultivation is a medium, and the mood is right, then it is right." The nightingale said.

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This commander did not understand, looked at the nightingale, and returned to the military camp after drinking tea.

The nightingale stays here quietly every day, easing mood and mood.

After half a month, the body stunned and the energy of the body increased sharply.

Five-star kingdom, his vain will succeeded in entering the level of the five-star king after a year of accelerated cultivation, and the progress of the will of time and space was also very rapid.

This is a matter of making the nightingale very gratifying. I took out a jar of wine and opened up and drank two.

At that time, the commander came over, mainly because he was irritated by cultivation.

"The skill of cultivating strength is not what you want to send out, but to consider its essence. It is water, and the volatility is good for cultivation. It is fire, and the bursting power is easy to succeed." .

"You are a practitioner?" This commander looked at the nightingale with some surprises.

"When did I say that I was not a practitioner?" The nightingale smiled.

"Then how can I not see you repairing?" The commander looked at the nightingale a bit strange, then shocked, he could not see the cultivation, that is better than him.

"These are not important. If you see it, you will feel it." When the night slaps his arm, the energy will wrap the collar, and then the rhythm will continue to make the young man feel.

Three days later, this unified understanding, and realized the volatility.

"Well, you have finally got something, and I should go." The nightingale waved the tent.

"Thank you for your kindness, your name?" This commander owes the night shack.

The nightingale smiled and shook his head, pointing at it, he did not return.

"This is Dixin tea, please accept it." The leader took out a bag of tea and said.

"No, you are not saying it is difficult to buy? Keep it yourself!" The nightingale shook his head.

"No, this tea is more difficult to buy, but it is my family." The leader said with a smile.

"Your home, what is your relationship with Chen Chen?" asked the nightingale, and he suddenly felt that this commander was very similar to Chen Chen.

"It's a father, do you know my father?" This commander looked at the nightingale with some surprises.

"Just go to your home, do you go back?" asked the nightingale, he was very surprised, Chen Chen's youngest son would be in the command of the commander's army.

The leader nodded. His name was Chen Zhukang. He was a bit puzzled. Because his father was a lonely person, he had no friends.

Sitting in the transmission array, the nightingale went to Chen Chen's tea house.

"What kind of wind can you blow up today? Zhukang goes to get wine, and today he drinks for his father and your uncle." Chen Chen said to Chen Zhukang after giving a kiss to the nightingale.

"Uncle? You are a nightingale!" Chen Zhukang was shocked, because this world, he can call his uncle alone.

"You are a **** boy, your uncle's name is also your mouth can shout." Chen Chen waved a hand on the back of Chen Zhukang.

"Haha! Nothing, you want more brothers, don't drink, drink tea, your son can't make tea, or you come." Nightingale said with a smile.

"Thank you for your uncle's guidance, Zhu Kang disrespected, please do not mind the uncle." Chen Zhukang said a little embarrassed.

"Nothing, good repairs, and then go to your brother, as long as it can calm down, it should be a big step." Nightingale shook his head, and he did not expect something.

"Thousands of Hua also said so, so he was thrown to the commander's office." Chen Chen said.

"The Seven Nights City is developing very well now. When will your tea house be opened?" asked the nightingale.

"The nine-domain world has been notified, encourage everyone to go to the seven-night city development, I am also going to see." Chen Chen nodded.

Stayed with Chen Chen for a while, and the night went to Zhuyuan City, and did not take the transmission array, it was flying over.

The distance of the miles is a matter of moments for the nightingale.

At night, I arrived at the old house, and gave the two nights of the martyr to the scent. Then I looked at the night without the autumn. "Uncle, there are people in the city government, you don't stay here."

"I have become accustomed to such a life, the patriarchs don't have to worry about me." No night said. Formerly known as the Lord, now the Nightingale is the patriarch of the Night Family Clan.

"Also, the uncle chose to choose." The nightingale did not force the night without autumn.

Accompanied by the night without a drink, I went back to the medicine valley.

The East Xuanyu Medicine Valley is now a holy place for cultivation. There are many people in the group, and there are many saints. Many people come to worship and learn from the arts. The mountain gate has been expanded several times.

It is also a coincidence that the arrival of the nightingale is the time for the collection of the drugstore in the Valley of Medicine. It is Miao Xuan who is sitting in the main position. Although he is already an intermediate saint, he still manages the development of Medicine Valley. It is his philosophy to participate in, to recruit talents and to respect talents.

Before waiting for the night to go to the crowd, Gong Xuan body flashed and separated the crowd, "Thirteen!"

"Master brother." The nightingale smiled and nodded.

"Thirteen, you want to die eight brothers." Shi Tianlin, who is already a law enforcement elder, came over and took a photo of the nightingale's shoulder.

"Those things don't come back often, brothers don't mind." The nightingale said apologetically.

"No one will mind." South China has also come.

"Nangong Temple, you preside over the ceremony, thirteen, let's go!" Gong Xuan confessed to the sentence, took the nightingale and walked toward Taifeng.

The disciples of Yaogu looked at the nightmare's eyes full of worship. Now, no longer like the last time, some people don't open their eyes and don't know the nightingale, because many places have statues of nightingales, which are the idols of all people's hearts. The king of destruction.

"It's still the same, there is no change, he was still the same." Lin Jingyi whispered.

"Yeah, it’s not dead, it’s already detached, it’s still indifferent.” Tang Yan said.

"I didn't believe his character in the past, and over the years, his best is the character." Lin Jingyi was a little worried, and even regretted, regretting the kick of the nightingale.

Tang Zhen did not speak. She knew clearly about the things of the past. After the passage, she also knew clearly. In these years, Lin Jingyi’s state of mind, she also understood that how many young Junyan Lin Jingyi did not take a look, but Tang Yan knows that some things have passed and gone. Can't come back.

"Later, let's go see him. In fact, he is working hard outside, not easy. Our ease today is what he put back." Tang Yan said.

Lin Jingyi nodded, she could think of the nightingale is not easy, although every time I see it, the nightingale is a smile, forever so calm.